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Boogieman, "d.child" { kanji / romaji / translation }

Artist: ブギーマン (Boogieman)
Song Title: d.child
Album: Hidden
Track Number: 2
Released: 2009
Lyrics By: Junno

Requested by yakuza_junno . :D I LOVE JROCK. I believe this song is about realizing that you've let yourself down/let yourself become a "bad" person and wanting to go back and do things over. Junno's words are very poetic. I hate that I suck at wording them into english. :(



Kanji Romaji English Translation
行き当たりバッタリデタラメ吐き出し
その場をやり過ごして
「これだ」と、言わんばかりの微笑み 
実はノープランです

卑屈になったら宙から天使は降りてくるのか?
何も視ない何も聴かないしブレた
まま進みます

流行りに廃り、意識して自我崩壊ね

最悪のコピー、劣化ナンチャラで満足しちゃってる
同じ顔、奇をてらえど事故は免れません

覚悟のない現実は見透かされてる 哀れ
焦るも手遅れ 惨めに 見捨てられてる
無様晒して虫の息

見ないようにします
「しょーもない明日」を来るなと、
強く祈ります
終わりのない現在を回避する為に
白目、死んだフリをする

It is a shitty life formed by lies and empty pride.
iki atari battari de tarame hakidashi
sono ba wo yarisugo shite
"kore da" to, iwan bakari no hohoemi
jitsuwa no puran desu

hikutsu ni nattara chuu kara tenshi wa orite kuru no ka?
nani mo minai nani mo kikanai shibureta
mama susumi masu

hayari ni sutari, ishiki shite jiga houkai ne

saiaku no kopii, rekka nan chara de manzoku shi chatteru
onaji kao, ki wo terae do jiko wa manukare masen

kakugo no nai genjitsu wa misukasareteru aware
aseru mo teokure mijime ni misuterareteru
buzama sarashite mushinoiki

minai you ni shi masu
"shou mo nai ashita" wo kuru na to,
tsuyoku inori masu
owari no nai ima wo kaihi suru tame ni
shirome, shin da furi wo suru

It is a shitty life formed by lies and empty pride.
With a careless hit, I spit out a breath.
I let a perfect situation pass me by.
"This is it," I can't smile
and say that without a plan.

Will an angel come from the sky if I show my servitude?
I see nothing at all, I hear nothing at all,
I just keep going forward.

I've become obsolete, I'm aware that I've fallen.

I'm satisfied with being the worst copy there is.
I can't escape from the same face that I've always had.

I wasn't prepared for a reality as sad as this.
I've tried too late, and am miserably abandoned.
I have the breath of an insect.

I look the other way.
"There is no tomorrow," but I'm
softly praying for it to come.
In order to avoid the ending now,
my white eyes must die.

It is a shitty life formed by lies and empty pride.
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